I'm a genie in a bottle baby, come, come, come on and let me outI'm a genie in a bottle baby, come, come, come on and let me outthirteen miles down the road lives a young boyhe's got jet black hair and blue greens eyes and he's mineand every now and then, he and I, sit together on the porch,and I take off his pants and $#&@ him from behindand I love him for his heart and souland I love his wrinkled scrotum tooso if you see us passing by on some dreary rainy daytake a look at the young boy and his naked $$#hole